Chapter 11The main street of Colorado Springs consisted of a row of adjoined buildings, painted in bright colors. At the end of the street, the mountains raised white heads like grizzled potentates against the horizon. Clouds massed and roiled in the sky above, turning the vivid blue of July to an ominous slate gray. Rain felt imminent, and indeed, the crisp, sharp scent of impending showers hung in the still air. Addie clutched her umbrella tight in her hand and shivered.
“Addie, Addie!” A rumbling voice called. Addie rolled her eyes and ducked into the mercantile, pretending not to see the towering, bear-like man trailing her. I wish he would give up already.
Inside the general store, two men sat near a cold potbellied stove, playing checkers and trying not to get caught cheating. Thre
